Chapter 152: ah right right

"It's strange to say, I didn't mean to leave suspense for now. But I didn't seem to have any special performances when I played Royal Kathong..."
At the dinner table, Hu Lai explained to Li Qingqing the recent hot topic on the Internet, the grievances between him and the Royal Kathong.
"I scored two goals against them in the Europa League quarter-final at Leeds City, and it turned out to be my highest scoring record against them... Hey, this team does have some Evil boy."
After listening to Hu Lai's words, Li Qingqing analyzed: "Because this is just an ordinary opponent, of course it is not worth your attention. Moreover, their strength is relatively strong. If you do not deliberately target them, this data It's just normal behavior."
Hu Lai thought for a while after hearing the words, he really never regarded Royal Kathong as a special opponent.
Even in the game in which he scored the most goals against Real Cathoun, he and Royal Cathoun had no particular grudge.
What impressed him the most in that game was not his two goals, but Morikawa Junpei.
Because it was the encounter between two Japanese players, Junpei Morikawa and Masao Yonezawa, in the Europa League, Hiroto Motegi, then the head coach of the Japanese national team, also came to watch the game.
As a result, Masao Yonezawa didn't start @starting, and Hu Lai was still laughing at Hiroto Mogi that he was going to run halfway for nothing.
Later, because of his own goal, Royal Kathong was forced into danger, and Masao Yonezawa came off the bench.
He was entangled by Morikawa Junpei.
Most of the memories of that game are like that.
As for Hu Lai's two goals...he can't even remember how he scored.
This opponent is indeed not as impressive as the Catalan United, the King of Madrid and the Sevilla Navigator.
Just one of the countless opponents he has defeated.
He also never thought to count his record against Real Cathoun.
He was only surprised when he asked the other club to count it for him now - did I score so few goals against Real Cathoun?
"You're right, I really didn't regard them as special opponents. But from now on, it will be different." Hu Lai nodded.
How can Hu Lai endure being played as a meme by his opponent?
He never takes the initiative to cause trouble, but that doesn't mean he can swallow it up.
"How are you going to respond to them?" Li Qingqing asked expectantly after hearing Hu Lai say that.
At the same time she even picked up her phone.
"What are you doing?" Hu Lai asked when she saw her doing this.
"See what you're going to post on Twitter."
Hu Lai didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You don't want to look like a crowd eating melons!"
"Hurry up!"
Hu Lai shook his head: "I don't."
"Ah? Why?" Li Qingqing was a little disappointed.
"If you have anything to say, wait until the game is over, and then decide what you specifically say based on my performance in the game. If you score a goal, it must be full fire..."
"What if you don't score?" Li Qingqing asked.
"Of course nothing happened." Hu Lai said confidently.
"Wow, hello dog!"
"Tsk, what do you say about your boyfriend? I just don't want to be an old general on the stage, with flags planted behind my back."
Li Qingqing asked again: "But will you not score a goal?"
"Probably not...but my goal is not to score."
"It's not a goal, what is it?"
"It's more than one goal."
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Hu Lai can not speak on social media because the keyboard is in his hands.
But he couldn't stop the reporters from coming to interview him because their legs were on them. Moreover, Western journalists have always been known for their ability to run well. Wherever there is news, they are there, just like a swarm of sharks following a slave ship.
In order to protect Hu Lai from being caught in the whirlpool of public opinion, the club did not even allow him to attend the regular press conference in the middle of the week.
Because they all know. @·No mistake starting~~
If Hu Lai went as a player representative, what questions would the reporters ask?
But the club couldn't control the reporters blocking Hu Lai's car outside the training base.
So when a dozen reporters rushed to the middle of the road to stop the car, Hu Lai's Audi Q8 was successfully stopped.
Hu Lai had to roll down the car window and was forced to be interviewed by reporters.
"Hu, what do you think of the statement on the official account of the Royal Kathorn Club? Do you feel offended?"
"Offensive? No, they're telling the truth, I did only score five goals and I did miss three games. If it's true, why am I offended?"
Faced with Hu Lai's answer, the reporters looked at each other, wondering how Hu Lai could be so calm.
When they think about it, Royal Kathong is almost a face-to-face output.
Faced with such ridicule, everyone has a temper, how can Hu Lai not?
Judging from his past performance records, he is not a good person at all.
"Then you think Royal Kathong is right?" a reporter asked hesitantly.
Hu Lai nodded: "Of course. It's the truth. The truth is right, so they're right. The last time they fought, they were the winners. Of course, they can say whatever they want. It's no problem. I also don't feel like they shouldn't say those things, as long as they're telling the truth, they can say whatever they want, that's the winner's 'privilege,'"
Reporters are messed up by Hu Lai - how could he still speak for his opponent?
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"Hu Lai, are you holding back some bad water again?"
Zhang Qinghuan posted the news of the media's interview with Hu Lai to the group, and circled Hu Lai.
"Damn it, is this the image I have in your heart, Brother Huan?" Hu Lai complained.
Chen Xingyi: "Maybe the real image is worse than this..."
Wang Guangwei: "Hu Lai, don't ask this question, it's for your own good."
Xia Xiaoyu: "[covers face]"
Morikawa Junpei: "Although... Hu Lai, your behavior is really strange..."
Zhang Qinghuan: "Look? Even Morikawa thinks your behavior is abnormal. If you are too abnormal, there will be demons! The Royal Kathong spit phlegm on your face, and you even help them speak? Isn't there a conspiracy?"
"There is no conspiracy, it's all conspiracy." Hu Lai said, "I said it very clearly. "The victor can say whatever he wants. This is the prerogative of the victor." What's the problem?"
It was Xia Xiaoyu who reacted first: "So Brother Hu means that if he wins next, he can spray whatever he wants?"
Hu Lai quoted Xia Xiaoyu's words: "It's still Xiaoyu smart! What's this called? It's called 'Legitimacy'. Now those Royal Kathong fans are retweeting my words everywhere, and they all recognize 'the winner's privilege,' wait until I won against them, and they can only shut up and listen to what I say."
After listening to Hu Lai's explanation, Zhang Qinghuan gave him a thumbs up: "Don't worry, it's still the Hu Lai I am familiar with! He was not taken away, and he was not pointed at by anyone with a gun."
Hu Lai returned to Brother Huan's expression of rolling his eyes. @~~
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Pirates Park was booed.
Real Cathoun was in possession of the ball and that was where the boos came from.
This was originally just an ordinary La Liga game, and it is absolutely not for Pirates fans to do this.
After all, Real Cateron has no grudges against the Madrid pirates in history, and they are ordinary opponents.
But there was no hatred in the past, but it doesn't mean there is no hatred now.
Pirate fans did this, naturally, because of the crazy provocation of the Royal Kathong official before the game.
For Madrid Pirates fans, provoking Hu Lai is tantamount to provoking the Madrid Pirates.
So from the very beginning of the game, nearly 80,000 Pirates fans greeted them with harsh boos whenever a Royal Cateron player had the ball.
However, it can be seen that the players of Royal Cathoun are mentally prepared for this. Because of the harsh boos from the sky, the performance of the Royal Kathorn players was not affected.
They are still very calm.
Instead of kicking the ball out quickly under the pressure of boos.
"The game went on for almost half an hour, and the score was still 0:0, and neither side scored. Hu Lai was indeed closely guarded by Royal Cateron players during the game, and there were not many opportunities. I have to say, Royal Cateron this The team really has two brushes, and they don't just fight with each other..."
He Feng told everyone this.
"That's why it's even more unpleasant!" Xie Lan complained in front of the TV.
"But don't rush!"
She quickly reminded her son through the satellite signal.
"Don't fall into their trap! Keep your normal rhythm, play how you want, don't think about the pre-match slobber..."
Hu Lixin next to him laughed directly.
Xie Lan turned to stare at him: "Why are you laughing?"
Hu Lixin smiled and said, "I think you can be a coach too."
"Are you sour me?" (Note 1)
Hu Lixin waved his hand: "No, no. I often tell the players that during halftime..."
He Feng on the TV continued to say:
"...Hu Lai was pulled out of the penalty area. That's right, the penalty area is now full of people, there is no space at all, and there is no point in staying in the penalty area. And Hu Lai has the ability to shoot from long distances. , so properly pull out of the penalty area, away from the goal, maybe there is a chance..."
But although Hu Lai pulled out of the penalty area, he did not gain space.
Because immediately there was a player from Royal Kathong who came up and stuck behind him, preventing him from turning around or letting him get the ball easily. Error free update@
Still, Hu Lai raised his arms to ask for the ball at his teammates, as if he didn't feel anyone behind him.
Joaquín Bella passed the ball to him, and at the same time moved closer to him, ready to respond.
Facing the incoming ball, Hu Lai opened his arms and blocked the Royal Cateron player behind him, preventing him from going around him and grabbing.
Then he gently picked the incoming ball with his right foot!
Not stop the ball~EbookFREE.me~ but pick the ball!
Pick the ball into the air from below, but not high, and not behind the defender.
Then he turned around halfway, raised his right leg again, and pulled the football that was picked up in the air directly to the goal behind him!
Bang!
The football flew past the Royal Cathoun players defending him, first up, as if it had been flying over the bar.
Real Cathoun's goalkeeper Ruben Peteksa jumped into the air, stretched his arms to the limit, and failed to touch the ball, which seemed to prove it all the more.
But after going over his hand, the football plummeted!
Then rubbed the lower edge of the crossbar and flew into the goal!
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Note 1: The meaning of crooked acid, dialect, run and ridicule.
To be continued